Warm, bright red blood instantly slid down from the blade.
Suddenly, someone screamed, and the courtyard erupted into chaos.
When Xie Zhuo got home, it was already afternoon. Xu Yan waited for him to wash his hands before heating up his food.
"Did it really escalate to the police station?" Xu Yan asked, sitting opposite Xie Zhuo.
"Hmm," Xie Zhu swallowed what was in his mouth and frowned. "When Aunt Zhang was sent to the hospital, she was terrified. The captain, Song Laoda, and Song Laoer took her directly to the police station."
Xu Yan remained silent.
After a long pause, he finally asked, "What about the brigade leader's third son?"
"You mean Song Zufeng?" Xie Zhuo asked.
"Yes," Xu Yan nodded, "He agreed too?"
"Hmm," Xie Zhu responded, his brows furrowing again. "He even slapped Yan Yuhong twice and kicked her a few times."
Xu Yan remained silent for a long time. He had long known that the concept of valuing sons over daughters was quite serious in the old rural areas, but he never expected to encounter it in person.
Actually, it's not just this era, nor is it a rural area. Since ancient times, there has been a preference for sons over daughters, and a mother's status depends on her son. Even in later generations, she has heard many stories about the preference for daughters over sons.
Not to mention the countless stories online about parents making their older and younger sisters drop out of school to work in order to support their younger brother's education, there are also people she knows who have extremely strong patriarchal views.
Her mother had five children in total: four daughters and one son. When she graduated from junior high school, her family urged her to go to work in a factory to earn money, but she refused and insisted on finishing high school.
Later, she worked to support herself through university. During that time, her family kept urging her to get married, wanting to use her dowry money to buy an apartment in town for her younger brother so he could live there while he was in school.
"What are you thinking about?" Xie Zhuo reached out and hooked Xu Yan's chin. Seeing that she had finally come back to her senses, he asked softly.
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